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givemewallywestorgivemedeath · 2 years

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In the best version of reality we would get a Flash storyline wherein the Justice League, the Titans, Young Justice and every other superhero is mind controlled except for the speedsters. With the entire might of DC greatest hunting them down the speedsters have a dumb idea. A very very dumb idea.

See, speedsters are able to control what age they are and, while only Bart and Jay have ever seriously messed around with that ability, they need a wildcard move that won't be predictable.

What would a bunch of mind controlled superheroes not expect? What would immediately mark them as not a threat and allow them to sneak around in plain sight?

They disguise themselves as middle schoolers.

Jay and Barry get lucky. No one knew them as children and they aren't really recognizable as children so they get away with being 12.

Wally, Bart and Ace not so much. Half of the superhero community knew these three as children so they are forced to go even younger to be unrecognizable. All three settle on 6 because they refuse to compromise their ability to run.

The plan is to sneak into a class trip touring the Hall of Justice and then sneak away from the group to 'go to the bathroom'. The bathrooms are right above the Halls boiler room so then all they would have to do is vibrate through the floor and bam! They're through security undetected and have access to Hall.

What they don't take into consideration is that A) while Wally, Bart and Ace are used to being on high stakes missions as a child, Jay and Barry are not, Barry's on the verge of an anxiety attack and Jay CAN'T LIE B) as children none of them had the same control over their speed or their focus, which becomes very apparent when all five of them get so wrapped up in a pokemon battle that they don't notice Wonder Woman taking over the tour and, most importantly, C) Wally couldn't vibrate through objects without blowing them up until he was an adult.

They relearn that last one the hard way when the bathroom floor explodes and the Hall immediately goes into lock down.

#we got a taste of reckless abandon problem child Jay Garrick when him and Wallt were deaged in the comics #and i love how Wally and Bart were both semi functional despite the age changes but Jay was a little gremlin child #anyway i wanna see more demon baby Jay but with all of them as kids too #lets see nervous anxiety child barry who REALLY WASN'T MADE FOR THIS and wants to go home #wally and bart being the EXACT SAME child (like seriously every single comic with these two emphasizes that bart was exactly like wally)#and when wally was deaged or when wally has flashbacks hes indistinguishable from Impulse #so i want these two being twin terrors #just bad ideas x2 #zero impulse control #bad jokes and quick tempers #then there's ace who was probably the most focused one as a kid?#ace and barry bring the AD and Jay Wally and Bart bring the HD #but yeah ace was a very zoned out hyper focused kid #so im just imagining bart and wally dragging him along with them #anyway #should i write this?#i don't have time #but i love it #dc #the flash #kid flash #wally west #impulse #ace west #bart allen #barry allen #jay garrick

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littleeyesofpallas · 1 year

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i present to you here without further explanation...

#tma #the magnus archives #R.O.D #Read Or Die #okay maybe some explanation #the rare book hunting organizations with owl insignias #the super powered bibliophiles #the protagonists boss being a posh three piece suit wearing super villain #Yomiko would have been a nightmare as The Archivist #zero impulse control #Jon on the other hand would have been a terrible Agent:Paper

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elirluna · 2 years

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*touches new piercing* ouch *touches new piercing* ouch *touches new piercing* ouch *touches new piercing* ouch

#zero impulse control #elirluna

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elindhes · 2 years

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Skam Norway

S01E11

#chris is so me lol #zero impulse control

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lockoutkey · 2 years

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YOU BLAZED IT FOR SIXTY FIVE DOLLARS??? NOT JUST FOR LIKE??? TEN???

to be fair to me i was told to do it

#key asks #zero impulse control

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seginbeats · 1 year

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If this isn't one of Giacomo's manic angry boy rants, I swear.

I have also decided that this is his voice claim.

#☆ ‹ sᴛᴜᴅɪᴏ ᴘʀᴏᴅᴜᴄᴛɪᴏɴ › headcanon #{ Boy's got some anger issues; I'm exploring that in a drabble I'm working on.#I've been writing a lot of goofy stuff for Giacomo in order to shake the dopamine everywhere but #My depiction of him has some layers. He's angry and dissatisfied with the adults and the world around him #Zero impulse control #He just wants to do things his way. }#{ Kid got bullied he gets treated like shit at home he has no control of his life in any aspect and now he wants to make it everyone's #problem. }

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subconscious-solipsist · 2 years

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Once again I have zero impulse control. I ordered this box set of books which technically I have read three out of four of them BUT I didn’t actually own the physical copies so really it’s fine cuz I will probably maybe read them again.

#zero impulse control #I like to read okay #and I like owning the physical copies #it’s important I swear #and I mean technically they were on sale

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bakingmoomins · 2 years

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had a day off left alone for an hour just bleached dyed all of my black tshirts

#zero impulse control #also dyed a pair of pants bc i found a packet of black clothing dye in my closet and i didn't like the shade of grey of those pants #also it's mother's day here that's why i had the day off and i already baked a cake all of this to say i did take my adhd meds #this morning and i hadn't the last couple of days bc i forgor

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t-urbulence · 10 months

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is credit score like just an american thing? ive never heard of it from non-american people, i guess i dont have a credit card, i dont like take loans out, cause thats what its for, right? like it shows how trustworthy you are at paying off loans and payments, right?

i think my mum has a credit card but she never talks about like... credit...worthiness.?

#its best if i dont have a credit card id be awful at paying back #and controlling myself #zero impulse control #i have Very little money rn but i only need to tough out until august to be back to relative stability #and im already scared x)#i need to like get off the internet until august so i dont get tempted to spend my money on stoopid bullshit #personal

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drewthelocalnerd · 1 year

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Walking into work like “whoever’s in charge of me I’m so sorry” I say as partake of the free samples (it’s booze)

#zero impulse control #shenanigans #I work in a liquor store

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your-royal-momoness · 10 months

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Katara: “I wouldn’t wish that on my worst enemy.” I would.

Zuko: “I’m not gonna sink to their level.” I will, coward.

Toph: “I’m the bigger person.” I’m not even five feet tall. Give me the knife, bitch.

#this team is deadly because they are 100% running on petty rage and zero impulse control #Sokka and aang hearing them say this: oh no we HAVE GOT to stop letting them hang out alone #atla #avatar #avatar the last airbender #incorrect quotes #trashbending #incorrect atla #katara #Zuko #Sokka #aang #toph

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dwobbitfromtheshire · 1 year

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Sorry, another first kiss scenario:

Eddie and Steve are working at Family Video. Robin had convinced Keith to give him a job. She was currently off when one of Steve’s old dates came in to chat. There weren't any hard feelings about them not making it to date number two. She did, however, go on about how good a kisser Steve was. Eddie had watched the exchange, and the two were finally able to take their break when she left. Steve had just plopped down in one of the chairs when Eddie leaned down to kiss him. He pulled back.

"What the hell was that?" Steve asked.

"I wanted to see what all the fuss was about," Eddie said.

"And?"

"Eh."

"Well, I was surprised. You didn't let me kiss you back. You don't get the full effect that way," Steve said.

He grabbed him by his shirt and pulled him down into a kiss. Eddie moaned as soon as Steve kissed him and sat down right into his lap as he deepened the kiss. God, Steve’s were perfect against his, and yeah, Steve did know exactly what he was doing. He felt Steve's tongue against his mouth, and he opened it, welcoming Steve’s tongue into his mouth. Eddie moved again until he was straddling Steve’s lap and started moving his hips against his. Steve moaned, and his hands slipped underneath Eddie's shirt, his nails digging into his back. Meanwhile, the chair was squeaking and creaking underneath them. Eddie gave one last thrust of his hips before the chair completely snapped. Eddie was quick and cradled Steve’s head before it hit the floor. He was sprawled completely on top of him.

"Thanks for saving my head, Eddie," Steve smiled softly at him.

"No problem, Stevie," Eddie said, kissing his forehead. "How's your back?"

"Um, good, why?"

"Because I totally plan on blowing your back out later tonight. . .that is if you -"

"Yeah, definitely, yeah, yeah."

"How's your ass?" Eddie asked, and Steve giggled.

Steve showed up to work with Robin the next day, a bounce in his step. Eddie would be working a shift with Robin this evening while Steve worked the morning shift with her.

"So, how did working with Eddie for the first time go?" Robin asked.

"He's my boyfriend!" Steve said with a grin and Robin nearly choked on her saliva.

"I did not expect it to go that well," Robin said and then frowned. "Does it have anything to do with why Keith called me to tell me that you two will no longer be working the same shift together?"

Steve blushed.

#stranger things #eddie munson #joseph quinn #stranger things s4 #eddie stranger things #eddie munson lives #steve harrington #steddie #steve x eddie #steve harrington x eddie munson #steddie fanfiction #steddie first kiss #eddie has like zero impulse control

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mamamittens · 1 year

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Oh, Sweet Child of Mine (pt. 7)

Platonic Yandere Whitebeard & Reader-Insert

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Featuring: Thatch nearly not being yandere before sliding right into it. And Reader showing that they've got both layers and a fair bit of madness. I kept the implied backstory vague as shit, so feel free to project or assume things, I'm kind of curious what you guys will come up with, ngl.

Warnings: platonic yandere behavior and manipulation. If yandere content or anything of that vein makes you uncomfortable, please do block "oh sweet child of mine" as well as any relevant tags for "one piece yandere". Do not tolerate coercion or this manipulative behavior in real like.

Have fun and stay safe!

Word Count: 2,119

There was something to be said about how vast the ocean was. Sometimes, you’d just… look out at the waves and get lost in the ebb and flow of the tides. It was difficult and chaotic at times, sure, but never not beautiful. On the Grand Line, the weather was notably more erratic than anywhere else. You considered yourself lucky that there had only been a small storm while you’d been on board the Moby Dick so far. And due to the vast size of the vessel, even large storms were unlikely to dump you onto the floor.

It had been almost two months since you’d been taken by Marco. By now, the crew was relatively certain you wouldn’t try and make a run for it on your own so you were mostly allowed to run around at your leisure. Meal times were still strictly enforced, as was bed time funnily enough, but outside of that they seemed to want you to integrate at your own pace. You supposed that even your great reluctance was preferred to swinging an ax at Whitebeard’s head—what the actual fuck Ace?!

You sat on the railing, looking out at the ocean.

You felt… not quite homesick but something close. You missed doing drills with the other ensigns. Running gopher for your commanding officer. You even missed Williams, for all that he was an ass. He was somehow the most tolerable one of the many partners you’d had. You spun the fabric around your wrist, thinking about how hard you worked to better your skills as a marine.

It wasn’t all about fighting after all. Procedure and bureaucratic red tape was a massive part of the job. Unless you had a very high rank, you couldn’t just go wherever you wanted and do whatever. You had to transfer home bases, file paperwork, ensure arrangements for payment were made, and a whole host of other things. And though everyone expected to move around a fair bit, there was a sense of comradery in the marines. You all had to suffer the same dorky uniform and insufferable training.

Everyone was working towards the same thing. More or less. And there was an expectation that you would be doing your best to help others.

But here you were. On a pirate ship seemingly fighting as a one-man-army to not be officially recruited as one of them. To stay a marine. Even if you didn’t feel like one very much these days…

“You look like you’re having a lot of deep thoughts there.” You jerked, head swiveling around to find Twin-Blade clambering up the railing to sit next to you. He left a decent amount of space, thankfully. He settled down and looked at you, grimacing a little with a soft laugh. “Look… I know we got off on the wrong foot—hey! Hear me out now! I just… I just wanted to officially apologize for the tea. Most of the time, new recruits are so wound up they don’t sleep the first night and it’s a rough start for everyone. Considering what I’d heard, I thought you’d need a good nights sleep more than most. I should have asked you though. So… I’m sorry.”

You stared at Twin-Blade for a long moment.

“…Bit more than just a night of sleep.” You commented dryly, causing Twin-Blade to wince.

“Y-Yeah… the tea really shouldn’t have worked that much though. You probably did need the extra hours but that doesn’t make it right.” Twin-Blade apologized again. You gave a soft smile before looking back out at the sea.

“Thanks, Twin-Blade.” You sighed, resolving to not tease him so much from now on.

“Is it me?” You paused, looking back at him as he spoke, his eyes serious. “Have you not joined because of me?”

“No. It’s not because of you. Or at least not all because of you.” You explained stretching until your back popped satisfyingly. “I’m still a marine you know. You can’t be a marine and a pirate. Kinda conflicting job titles there.” You gave him a side glance.

“Why do you still want to be a marine? We’re not exactly like other pirate crews out there. We’re a bit rough around the edges, sure, but we don’t do the whole ‘pillaging’ thing. And we have a lot of power and status. What are you losing by joining?” He asked like he couldn’t imagine a world where his crew wasn’t the best option.

Part of this you excused as all of them being just a little bit batshit crazy. And weird. That too.

“I didn’t ask to be here. I didn’t ask to be rescued or recruited. What other reason do I need?” You pushed back and he pouted.

“But we’d love to have you here with us. We have such a big family that anything you wanted to learn or do would be feasible. You’d never be alone. C’mon, isn’t there anything tempting with us?” He pleaded, unable to wrap his head around your persistent but quiet refusal.

You supposed that for most people, the reasons to not join would be few. Most pirates don’t have a lot of options. Unless you’re clever or strong or lucky it’s a tough way to make a living. Ruthless and cruel at times without even the thin veneer of bureaucracy to hide behind.

A fat raindrop fell onto your nose, breaking you from your thoughts.

You sighed wistfully.

“…I think you forget what it’s like to be small. If you ever knew to begin with.” You watched the sky darken to a soft gray as rain began to fall, your eyes fixed on the dwindling blue horizon. “Nothing to hold onto but a choice—shit as it is—to do something. To one day not be so small after all. All I’ve got are my choices, Twin-Blade. There’s nothing left to go back to. And I know I’m not the only one. Maybe as a marine I could keep someone else from having to make a shit choice too. That’s not something anyone on this ship can give me, though. Might not even be something I can give myself. But what else can I do but try?” You lifted up your legs and turned around, hopping off the railing.

Leaving Twin-Blade behind.

--*--

Thatch thought about your words for several minutes as the rain poured, showing no signs of stopping or getting worse.

He… actually did know what it was like to be small. He didn’t like to think about it often—if at all. But he remembered. It made him desperate. Cling to every bright spot in his life like it would leave him if he looked away. The idea that you felt small even now made his chest ache.

He wanted you here because Marco wanted you here and because Oyaji accepted your presence. That was all he needed really. Hell, Oyaji’s word was all he needed for Ace, and Ace was a feral little bastard man trying to commit murder daily.

Joining Oyaji’s side made him grow in a lot of ways from that small boy he used to be.

Thatch grinned, resolutely setting his shoulders as he hopped off the railing and headed back inside.

You didn’t feel like you had any real choices in your life. Any connections or anchors aside from your ‘shit choice’. So Thatch would just have to show you how free life is on board the Moby Dick.

Thatch slammed open Marco’s office door.

“We need to throw a party!” Marco gave him a dry look as he picked his pen back up to finish paperwork. “We need to show them how to live a little!”

Marco perked up the moment you were mentioned, naturally.

“Did someone say ‘party’?” Ace ducked his head under Thatch’s arm with a wide grin.

“Yes!”

“No, yoi.” Marco grumbled, cutting out the fun Thatch and Ace were starting to have. “You’ve got a mission the day after tomorrow and you can’t go with a hangover.”

Thatch frowned.

“I have a mission?” This was the first he’d heard of it.

“A small supply run for medical. Oyaji’s meds are almost out. The island we stopped at didn’t have any. I’d go but someone needs to bully him into taking what’s left.” Thatch grimaced but didn’t protest any further. “We can throw a party when you get back.”

Thatch grinned, brightening up instantly.

“Yes!”

--*--

You made goofy kissy noises at Stefan as you played with his ears. The dog amicably withstanding your teasing as he laid over your lap on the main deck. Whitebeard watched on with an amused stare as you ignored his existence. The Yonko pirate would, occasionally, try and talk to you or draw you into a conversation, but you’d been dodging him fairly well so far.

“…My child—”

“Sea king starboard!” Your head whipped up as you gently shoved Stefan off your lap. Instantly, looking towards the area that had been called out.

Whitebeard glared at the sea, his weapon at the ready.

“Go below deck—” Your eyes widened as the sea king raised it’s head over the railing. It resembled an eel in form with large black eyes. Baby blue scales with vivid pink frills running down it’s spine.

“Baby! Look at you~!” You cried out, darting to the railing to hold out your hand. “What are you doing all the way out here~?” You cooed, rubbing your hand on the shocked creature’s chin. The scales were hard as a rock but undeniably warm and softer than an adult’s scales.

You heard several very startled calls of your name but ignored them.

The sea king opened it’s mouth just barely, a low buzzing sound emitting from it as it lowered it’s head to look at you. You were smiling so wide it almost hurt, admiring it’s beautiful scales.

“D-Do you know them?!”

You laughed loudly.

“Ahah~! Not at all, but who wouldn’t want to know a precious baby like you~?” you rubbed your nail under the ridge of it’s jaw, the buzzing sound intensifying as you laughed, absolutely delighted. “You’re so pretty, baby! Look at this cute baby blue! And the pink ruffles! Ah! You look fancy~!” you praised it gleefully.

The buzzing warbled in shared delight.

“Aren’t you just the sweetest thing~? But where is your pod, baby? It’s not safe to swim alone like this!” You cried out, standing on the railing to cradle the massive sea king’s chin. The sound it made vibrated your bones, a deep rumbling call.

“Not safe for who?!”

“Holy shit is that more?!”

You leaned your head back to see several more sea kings just barely poking their head out of the water. You waved excitedly with one arm.

“Hiiii~! Are you cuties going to come up too?”

“Please don’t!”

“Oyaji, stop them!”

You pouted, glaring over your shoulder.

“You’re being rude!” The pirate gaped at you.

“I-I’m being rude?! Those are sea kings!”

“Duh? And I want to pet them and give them love, damnit! Stop! Being! Rude!” You enunciated firmly, ignoring Whitebeard as he laughed. You turned to the shy sea kings, “Ignore them! I’d love to see you~!”

The sea king in your arms buzzed again, withdrawing to sink into the water until it was eye level with you. Pretty black eyes blinking slowly as the pink frills fluttered, lights like an aurora going down it’s spine. You gasped in delight as it opened it’s maw wide. Rows and rows of needle like teeth on full display. It was big enough to probably eat Whitebeard whole, but the only thing you could think of was how impressive the baby sea king was.

“Mmmaaooo~! Mmmmmaaaaooo~!” You stared in awe as it closed it’s mouth and brushed it’s nose against your front, buzzing long and low one last time for good measure before sinking beneath the waves for good.

“Mao? What a cute name, ahah~!” You laughed, spinning on your heel with a skip in your step. “Mao’s so cute~! I can’t wait to see him again!”

Whitebeard fell back into his seat with a laugh.

“Gurarararara! I’m glad you had fun, my child! We don’t run into sea king’s often, but I’m sure you’ll see plenty more soon enough.”

“Ack! O-Oyaji! No!”

You huffed.

“Don’t get it twisted, Whitebeard! I’m still not joining just because that’s the closest I’ve ever gotten to a sea king!”

Whitebeard just laughed again as his children despaired the prospect of encountering more sea kings willingly.

You didn’t get the drama. Sea kings were just darling, in your eyes. More darling than any of the pirates on this ship at least!

#one piece yandere #yandere whitebeard crew #whitebeard crew #yandere thatch #reader insert #oh sweet child of mine #platonic yandere #reader sees all animals as babies #and somehow they all like that #thankfully for reader or they'd be eaten by now #zero impulse control around animals

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